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Football’s coming home, so why hasn’t my dad for the last 12 years?

Everything seems amazing. After a lengthy time away, football seems to be on its way home. Which begs the question; why hasn’t my dad come home? It’s been 12 years since I’ve seen him.

The country is coming together to celebrate this exciting event, men in pubs everywhere are hi-fiving and cheering. I can’t help but think, is my dad in one of those pubs? And is he also thinking about coming home?

He loved football. He has a lot in common with it – they’ve both not come home before. But this year maybe it’ll be different.

Alright, so yes, he took all of his stuff when he walked out on us, and hasn’t been in contact since. But I’m just filled with this newfound sense of hope watching the beautiful game that he might change his mind. Or at least remind him that he’s missing his beautiful kids grow up.

Either way – come on the boys!! No pressure, but I’ve got a lot riding on this.

Kat Sadler is a comedian, writer and blogger. Kat is young at heart, but she's also wise beyond her years. Unfortunately the two cancel each other out so she's actually neither. She also writes for The Daily Mash. She blogs here